"It's already 11," Lein murmured lightly as he glanced at the clock on the wall.
It had been a long time since he last wandered around the city. His busy daily life often kept him from enjoying the surroundings. Today, he decided to try something different. Rising from his chair, Lein walked casually toward the garage.
His beloved bicycle, with its sleek black frame and sturdy pedals, was waiting for him there. He smiled faintly. It had been a while since he last used it, but it still looked in perfect condition.
It didn't take long to get ready. Five minutes later, he stepped out of his house gate, guiding his bicycle. The road in front of his home felt like a small oasis.
